At the time of Shen, the strange building was already full.

Shen Xizhi looked at the crowd below, but heard Bai Ruixin say that the scale of this auction was not large, and it was not surprising that so many people came.

But not many of them can go up to the second floor, so many more can only sit on the first floor and watch.

The private room where Shen Xizhi is located is said to have the best view. You can see the auction lobby on one side and the stairs on the other. If you have the heart, you can see everyone in the building.

"Even Miss Yan is here. ”

As Bai Ruixin exclaimed softly, Shen Xizhi also turned his head to look, but only saw a slender figure.

Although she didn't see her face, she knew that Bai Ruixin was talking about the current Prime Minister Yan's daughter-in-law, Yan Yuyu. That is also a well-known talented woman in the capital. She is an unspeakable moon-like woman in the hearts of literati and artists.

It's just that Yan Yanyu's body is a little weak, and most of the time she lives in the deep boudoir, but she didn't expect her to come to such a noisy place.

Before his gaze was retracted, Shen Xizhi saw Jiang Zerui's figure appear on the first floor again, but he didn't stay long, let alone go up to the second floor, but left in a low-key manner.

She frowned. To this day, she still can't see clearly what role Jiang Zerui plays in those things in the Shen family.

Once, she thought that her father and brother were doing things for Jiang Zerui, and the Shen family was in trouble, no matter what, Jiang Zerui would help more or less. But the fact is that even if he stands in front of Jiang Zerui, he will not frown.

It's like you've forgotten who you once were.

But sometimes, she can detect Jiang Zerui's gaze that falls on her from time to time, with inquiry and deep meaning.

She was puzzled, but she didn't dare to ask directly, let alone tell Jiang Jingyu. So the seeds of doubt were buried deeper and deeper, making her unconsciously begin to care about Jiang Zerui.

"It's on! It's on!"

With the commotion coming from the lobby, Bai Ruixin also happily dragged Shen Xizhi and pulled her attention back.

The Strange House has hosted many auctions, and today's small-scale auction is even more comfortable. In the lobby, Guan said some auspicious words in advance to heat up the atmosphere. Then, with a clap of his hands, two veiled and handsome maids came to the stage with their things.

"Everyone, the first auction item of the day—"

One maid lifts the red cloth from the tray in the other's handmaid's hand.

""Reunion of the Country"!" The steward shouted, causing the surprise of the crowd one after another.

It just so happens that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and this "Reunion Picture" really makes many people excited.

And the steward unhurriedly introduced that this painting was from the hand of Murong Duan, a great painter of the previous dynasty. It is not only a painting that has been handed down for hundreds of years, but also a famous teacher, which is naturally a good thing.

"This thing is very good!" Bai Ruixin was also moved, "And it is in response to the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, and it will not go wrong to dedicate it to the emperor." ”

Shen Xizhi thought about the same as her, so she nodded.

And at this time, the bidding has already begun.

"Two hundred taels!"

"Two hundred and thirty taels!"

"Three hundred taels!"

Shen Xizhi didn't pay attention to what the reserve price was, but the price was still rising, and as the price grew, there were fewer people asking for the price.

She paid attention to it, and when it was called five hundred taels, there were only four or five people left in the lobby who hesitated and refused to give up, and they also looked hesitant when they called for the price. And there are also a few people on the second floor who don't give in to each other and bite hard.

"Six hundred taels!" Bai Ruixin shouted.

Such a price silenced everyone in the lobby, and there was no increase in the price for a while. Just when Bai Ruixin thought that his hand was about to be captured, a voice came from the second floor.

"One thousand taels. ”

The voice was slow, a little careless, even with a hint of contempt.

Shen Xizhi hadn't heard this voice before, so he thought that he shouldn't have participated in the bidding before. Who knew that the price was so sky-high as soon as he opened his mouth.

She looked at Bai Ruixin, and sure enough, she saw Bai Ruixin stomp her foot arrogantly. But that's about it.

The steward was already smiling, and he knew that although this painting was good, the estimated value of the strange building was six or seven hundred taels. Now it's a few hundred taels more than the estimated price, isn't it happy?

He picked up the small hammer and was about to set it, but another voice came, "One thousand two hundred taels." This friend, you might as well sell the Prime Minister's Mansion to save face, this painting is very important to me, and I ask this friend to cut his love. ”

Listening to the voice is a woman, and mentioning the Prime Minister's Mansion again, now, her identity is self-evident.

"I heard that Miss Yan is obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and I'm afraid I came here for this painting today. Bai Ruixin said.

No one answered Yan Yuyu's words, as if he was really afraid of the Prime Minister's Mansion and didn't dare to fight anymore.

The steward didn't care about that, seeing that the price was a few hundred taels more, when the time came, he picked up the little hammer again.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion is still a bit famous, but you—" the voice was rather arrogant, "what are you? Three thousand taels, although this thing is not very well drawn, it is still good to take it back and burn it." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked.

Yan Yuyu's identity is there, which god dares to go against the Prime Minister's Mansion?

Yan Yuyu in the private room thought that the dust had settled after calling the price, and was drinking tea leisurely, but she was startled by this sound and spilled the tea on the ground.

The maid hurriedly took a handkerchief to help her wipe it, but she pushed it away, "How can you defile Mr. Murong's legacy like this!"

"If I buy it, it's mine, I can do whatever I like, what does it have to do with you?" the man's answer was quite inadequate.

"You-" Yan Yuyu didn't mention it in one breath, covering her mouth and coughing.

The crowd heard her muffled cough and began to talk again.

But Yan Yuyu can't afford three thousand taels, it's right that she loves calligraphy and painting, but she also knows that it's not worth buying this painting with three thousand taels.

So in the silence after her cough, the painting was auctioned off for a sky-high price of three thousand taels.

The atmosphere in the building was a little weird, and many people were curious about the buyer who threw three thousand taels, but the steward had seen a lot of such scenes. With a few words, he drew everyone's attention back.

Next, a few more rare objects were auctioned, but the person who took the "Reunion Picture" would jump out from time to time and increase the price arbitrarily. Although items are always auctioned at a high price, such buyers are not welcome to Strange Mansion, although they are rich.

After all, the strange building is not opened for one person, and that person disrupts the auction like this, which will make those ordinary buyers resentful, and maybe even make the reputation of the strange building decline.

When Bai Ruixin finally won a red coral ornament, the steward who presided over the auction retreated and replaced another person to preside.

After that, the people who used to arbitrarily raise prices stopped coming casually, and this situation continued until Shen Xizhi began to call for prices.